I Think You Have To Really, Really

I Never Like Photos Of Myself In The Beginning. I Live With Them For Three Months, Put Them In A Drawer, Take Them Out And Look Again. I Hate The Way I Look, But Of Course It's Really Not That Bad.

I Don't See Decadence Really As What You Do, Because I Don't Do Much At All That Is Decadent In My Life. But I Still Am Decadent. It's A State Of Mind, I Think.

My Father Belonged To A Commune, And The Food Was Ghastly. My Idea Of Food Hell Is The Salad Cream They'd Pour All Over Bits Of Lettuce, Cucumber And Tomato. It Was Just Disgusting.

I Don't Talk About My Private Life.

If You Analyze The Bad Times You Find That It's Because You Wanted To Have A Bad Time.